A Sufi approach to life has grown on me, particularly in its spiritual view.
Love, according to the wise ones, is both masculine and/or feminine. “I love you,” is clearly masculine, while “I am waiting for you; I am longing for you,” suggests the feminine side.
After reading just a few pages of the book, “The Call & The Echo, Sufi Dreamwork & the Psychology of the Beloved,” by Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee [Threshold, 1992], I became aware my life has been one long “longing.” (Hint: “Why Must I Be a Teenager in Love?” was my favorite song as a youngster. I started yearning for and longing for love way back when . . .Boy, it hurt so bad I never thought I would ever get over my many heart aches and pains during my life as a teenager.)
And so, I offer this passage from the book. From one longing to be with the Beloved, to another:
Give me the pain of Love, The Pain of Love for Thee!
Not the Joy of Love, just the Pain of Love.
And I will pay the price, any price you ask!
All myself I will offer for it, and the price you will ask on top of it!
Keep the joy for others, give me the Pain.
And gladly will I pay for the Pain of Love!
— Irana Tweedie, unpublished quotation
** Oh, how my Heart Longs for that Love, the one that has always been with me, but seems unreachable at times. It is then, when I am all alone in meditation, that I meet my love, my beautiful one, and we commune with a Buddha smile, we taste that sweet sorrow as well as the delicious hope that we will always meet again.
** — old Greek saying, coined right here, copyright @ 2009